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Better play it right, yeah, you better play it right
I got loyalty and blood, I do anything for love
And everything for us, doing
There is everything or there is nothing
What is a man when he has nothing
What is a person when he has everything
There is everything or there is
alright
It's alright
It's alright
It's really alright
It's alright
It's really alright
Alright, alright
Everything's gonna be alright
Alright,
Sunset over the high-rise,
By a motorway,
A little man looks up at the sky.
An uneventful end to a wasted day.
Close-up on the man at the window,
me, they got the sauce by mixing the elements (Oh, yeah)
Everything different inside, but when you a boss, they know that you heaven sent (Yah)
Got me
to me
I got Bobby by the pound, Whitney by the key
DJ Screw by the gallon, bitch the game belong to me
Man I pull up in your city and get my Bush
make real your dreams
But you got to know this one thing
No man does it all by himself
I said, young man, put your pride on the shelf
And just go
And honestly I'm on a frequency
Of no trust cause everyone I gave that too end up keying me
So fuck it
I'ma take things slow
Taking everything day by day cause
Gotta eat me a rapper today
I forgot to eat man
Fuck it
Smokin' out my brain cells
Got the trap doin' numbers
Got everybody wonderin'
How
Never needed help, everything I did myself
Never needed help, everything I did myself
All the hurt and the pain, I carried by myself
Everything I
the midnight sky
the moon, the desolate sky
and the road
Only the road and what has passed
or is passed by
(What tales do wily bluesman weave
'bout a man
born
I'm dressed like a road beacon
On my way to Valhalla breakfast
And everything hurts
Can't you see the bitches by my side
Followin' me through
Pull up in a four by four
Yea you know ima rolling stone
Bitch you know i been putting on
I swear to god can't be no clone
Killing everything that
Everything that I need, it's always been you
Never seen competition, you always made room
Every time I gave up you took me out the tomb
Swept all pain away,
know you aint by yourself
(Yeah)
Little man go n play
Little man go n play
Little man go n play
Little man go n play
Little man go n play
Little
gotta ask bae to blow the bag
Took me to Molokai just to blow a bag
Such an amazing man I can't help but brag
This by far the best fucking man these
Yes sir, ooh
People, this is Weezy Wee (I let 'em know)
I love myself
I love what I am
I love who I is
I love Weezy
Your girl, your man, your
real your dreams
But you got to know this one thing
No man does it all by himself
I said, young man, put your pride on the shelf
And just go there,
man
Letters for the other man, understand
Seem all the fellas understand what it feel
'Cause it's a Nubian Jam and everything's real
Seem
real your dreams
But you got to know this one thing
No man does it all by himself
I said, young man, put your pride on the shelf
And just go there,
곡을써 wit ma crew hustling every day
나는 트랙 준비하고 넌 내놔 내게 pay
this beat BY 일구 여전히 gucci cap
on my head 더 필요한건 당연 fuckin cash
rules everything around me
"3rd place is everything
C'mon, I'll show you"
Tight fit, dim lit spot, is where I'm movin to
Sweaty but these slow tracks start soothin you
it
And Fuck this void I'm a walk around it
Used to have will power
Take it by the day take it by the hour
But fuck that feel everything (everything
Man when's the last time you heard The Great Blank on the track
Yeah yeah yeah yeah
I been flyin high, gettin by
Tryna ice my chain (My chain)
Cause
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